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“I thought you’d be the one taking this off me,” I challenge.
“Only if you want it shredded between my teeth. I hope it’s not one of your favorites.”
Jeez, that bite of banter makes wetness pool between my thighs.
Liam shoves his pants and boxers past his hips, and then he’s nude, a feast for my eyes as his cock springs free in all its enormous, perfect glory.
“What’s not fair is that you look like that, act like you do, and are single.” I gesture to the demigod in front of me.
Liam stalks me across the mattress as I crawl back, retreating just to taunt him.
“I’m only single because I’ve been waiting for you.”
To most, it would sound like a line. To us, it’s the most truthful thing he could say.
Unlacing my sandals like a pro and tossing them over his shoulder, Liam’s hands come to my legs and stroke upward, the rough calluses nipping at my flesh.
“I’ve thought about little else since the bookshop than tasting you again.” Gentle kisses on my thighs make my hips buck upward.
The man hasn’t even taken my clothes off yet, and I could honestly come in seconds. He just does it for me.
Liam holds eye contact as he reaches under my dress and taps my hip, signaling for me to push my butt up so he can slip my panties off. I do so, and he drags the fabric down, taking note of the style and color before bringing his eyes back to mine. My heart is lodged in my throat; obviously, I know what’s to come, in general, but not knowing what he’ll do next is adding as much fuel to my pleasure as his hands are going to.
“Fuck, your scent …” His head disappears under the skirt of my dress, and then I feel the lightning bolt of his tongue as it spears me.
Deep, so deep between my folds, only to be further overwhelmed when he presses his thumb against my clit. Liam groans in appreciation against me, the humming causing a moan to slip from my mouth as my hands fist in the sheets.
“Oh my God, Liam,” I encourage him without being able to actually use words to do so.
“You, saying my name, could keep me going even if there was no oxygen left.” His voice is a curse as he works me over.
Flattening his tongue, licking all the way up my slit, breathing hotly on my swollen nub, pounding into me with two fingers, then three—it’s too much to take. My body shakes under his expertise, and soon I’m thrashing and begging.
“Come on my tongue, Gabrielle,” he commands, and it’s my undoing.
Pleasure, hot and bright, rips through me. I shudder with it, writhe, yell. Nothing has ever felt as good as it does at the hands of this man, and as I wind down and watch through hazy eyes as he reappears from the fabric, his face could cause a spontaneous orgasm all over again.
Possession, clear as day, marks his expression. He wants me and only me so intensely that I yearn to be his forever.
“Wanting you has been inevitable. Now that I’ve had you, it’ll never be enough.” His hands roam my exposed skin, as if he’s trying to memorize what every inch feels like.
Together we help undress me, sitting up so he can tug the dress over my head as I undo my bra and throw it to the ground. Then Liam is there, over me, nothing but our panting noises.
“I know, I know,” I tell him because saying more meaningful words right now seems dangerous.
They’re on the tip of my tongue, and it scares me that everything always gets so intense between us. It’s clear that I was made for no one else but this man and vice versa, but it feels insane to admit.
So instead, I keep my eyes on his as he pushes inside me, our hands on each other’s faces as Liam strokes in and out. Our connection is slow and unhurried for how charged and desperate the air around us feels. I realize Liam is trying to pace us to make this last. He seems to be cataloging every gasp I take, each way my body moves when he bottoms out or retreats to the tip. His fingers roll my nipples, and I arch my back up into his chest, reveling in the steady pulse of my orgasm building like a tsunami that will drown me.
The entire time, neither of us break eye contact.
What I feel as we both come apart in each other’s arms is all I’ve ever wanted but didn’t know I needed; pure completeness with a person who truly understands and cares about me.
15
GABRIELLE
We might be denying anything is happening, we might be sneaking around behind everyone’s backs, but something is building between Liam and I that has the possibility of wrecking me.
